AMA - The Divorcee: Day 08

Editor's note: this fictional work contains scenes of fictional incest or fictional incest content.

CHAPTER 56.1

What happens next?

It's a New Day

You open your eyes in a daze, staring at the familiar ceiling of your bedroom. Without even looking to your sides, you know you're cuddling your daughter's naked body with your left arm, as she cuddles you as well. You remember what happened there, and before you could even start to guilt trip yourself about it, you mentally slap yourself.

Yeah, the irony isn't lost on you that you've turned the corner on what deserves a mental slap now.

You fucked your daughter. You enjoyed fucking your daughter. More than that, you enjoyed making her happy. You enjoyed being the direct cause of that happiness, through an actual tangible thing you did. The best part? The universe isn't going to crucify you for doing it. So you remind yourself, you shouldn't be the one to crucify yourself if no one's going to.

All that having been processed by your brain, there is something that is going on that you're not exactly sure how it happened. As your right arm is definitely cuddling someone else too, and they're also cuddling you back. You look to your right and you see Tanya, sleeping soundly in her underwear, her head resting on your chest.

This is a shit dream if you're dreaming the part where the fucking is already over.

You look to your left and you see Cassie hugging Stella from behind, and Cassie's also in her underwear. You try to recall last night, and you have no clue how any of that could have happened. You're not hungover, and you definitely didn't drink enough last night to blackout and forget a significant portion of it too. Hell, you remember fucking Stella in all its detail, but you don't remember this.

More interestingly, you smell something good coming from outside your bedroom, and you notice that your bedroom door is open; so it's most likely coming from the kitchen. Regretfully, you stop cuddling both women, and get up from the bed. Both Stella and Tanya are so deep in their sleep that they don't wake up from your movement. You notice the clothes Cassie and Tanya were wearing last night strewn over your bedroom floor. You get dressed in some boxers and a white undershirt before making your way out of your bedroom.

You make your way to your kitchen and see your neighbor from 303 — dressed in an oversized sleeveless shirt, making her sports bra visible, and some gym shorts — cooking something in a big pot you definitely don't own. "Hey~" you say out loud, to grab her attention.

"Morning daughterfucker. Take a seat, this is almost done." Viv informs you. You don't appreciate the nickname, but you can't deny that it's true. Plus, she didn't say it with malice, so you let it slide.

"What is that?" you ask her, as you grab a seat at your dining table.

"Pho. Great hangover cure. I always keep leftover broth in my apartment, and I just added some fresh ingredients from what you have lying around." she answers nonchalantly.

"Cool. Cool cool cool." you say in reaction. "Why are you cooking it in my apartment?" you ask her calmly, but also with a subtle hint of 'what the fuck are you doing here?' mixed in.

"Cuz everyone who's going to need it is here. Believe me, if they slept at my place, I'd be cooking it there. But they insisted they wanted to sleep here so... here I am." Viv answers you, but you're going to need more details before you understand what the hell is going on.

"Care to elaborate?" you ask her, as she hands you a bowl of the pho she made. Viv has her own bowl and she sips some of the broth first and lets out an audible 'Aaaah', almost building up the anticipation for the explanation.

"Well, it all started with Tanya, Cassie, and I hearing a loud 'fuck me daddy' coming from inside this apartment." Viv jokingly starts to recount her story of last night, but pauses to laugh at your expense, as you're obviously blushing from this information. After her laugh break, Viv recounts what happened with them last night.

Apparently, after Tanya and Cassie's talk, they both decided to go out for a few more rounds of drinks and happened to meet Viv in the hallway. They met up with Brooke at a club and decided to drink and dance the night away. Viv volunteered to be designated driver, as she has to be back at her restaurant before lunch time, so the other three took it upon themselves to get 'drunk out of their minds' as Viv put it.

She adds that despite her best efforts for the three girls to sleep at her place, Tanya and Cassie insisted they wanted to sleep next to you so Viv took your spare keys from Cassie and that's how the two of them ended up in your room. Viv didn't mention it, but you assume Cassie and Tanya just drunkenly took their clothes off before joining you and Stella in bed.

You can't help but apologize that she's doing this even when she has work today, and she tells you not to sweat it as she's used to way shorter hours of sleep than the one she had last night. Viv adds, in between sips of broth, that hearing Tanya and Cassie's story about the complicated relationship the four of you and Stella have, was more than enough reason to stay out late and be the sacrificial designated driver last night.

"Anyway, I gotta go back to my apartment to shower and prepare to be back at the restaurant. When the girls come to, just heat the pho on low and you can already serve it when it's warm. It doesn't need to be hot." Viv stands up from the table to make her exit.

"Hey, thanks for taking care of Cassie and Tanya last night." you tell her.

"Don't mention it. Although, I forgot to mention that I took care of Brooke too. She's sleeping in what I assume is your daughter's room." Viv informs you. You nod, telling her you understand that you'll have to take care of Brooke's hangover today too.

"By the way, your cellphone was buzzing on the floor earlier. I didn't check it since it's none of my business, but you might want to. I put it on the coffee table." Viv adds before making her way to the door to exit your apartment.

"Thanks again Viv!" you tell her.

"Talk to you later 'daddy'." Viv responds, obviously teasing, before she closes the door and waves goodbye. ~And now you notice you have morning wood. You eat the pho Viv prepared for breakfast and wait for your erection to calm down before moving away from the table again.

You go to the couch to check your phone and see that you got a missed call and a message from the bank the credit card you gave Cassie was from. Unsurprisingly, Stella and Cassie went over last night. Well, technically, just Stella since you did warn her if she went over she'll have to pay for it. You'll just have to address that later though.

You also got a missed call and a message from Celeste. She just wanted to inform you that her flight's been delayed due to a mix-up with the airline and that she'll arrive later tonight instead of later this afternoon, so you guys can go straight to dinner from the airport. You reply that it won't be a problem and that you can't wait to see her.

You take some time to think about that situation too. Seems a bit trivial now to worry about going after your cousin, just because she's your cousin, since you already had sex with your own daughter. Instead, what you're worried about is what Tanya might think about you going after another woman already.

Cassie seems to have told Tanya about Stella, but adding another woman so quickly after only learning she had to share you with two other women might be overkill for Tanya. Hell, it was only last night that you professed you wanted to pursue her romantically, and now the day after you're going to pursue another one.

A real gentleman you are.

As you're already holding your phone, you can't help but check the Affection Multiplier after what happened last night, and see if you've earned enough points for 'Normalized Polyamory'.

Available points: 380 Friendship points (+50) / 150 Love points (+100) / 50 (+50) Lust points

You also go and check the individual profiles of everyone to see where all the new points came from.

- Craig, Stella - Affection Score: 100.

Love Score: 100 (+31)

Lust Score: 81 (+4) (-19)

+50 Love Points. Total: 150 (For reaching the 100 Love Score goal with a person)

+50 Lust Points. Total: 50 (For reaching the 100 Lust Score goal with a person)

- Jones, Cassandra - Affection Score: 100

Love Score: 100

Lust Score: 72

- Ramirez, Antonia - Affection Score: 100 (+22).

Love Score: 56 (previously:??)

Lust Score: 69

+50 Friendship Points. Total: 380 (For reaching the 100 Affection Score goal with a person)

+50 Love Points. Total: 150 (For reaching the 50+ Love Score goal with a person)

- Nguyen, Vivian - Affection Score: 24 (+26).

Lust Score: 23 (+15)

- Taylor, Brooke - Affection Score: 47 (+14).

Lust Score: 48 (+23)

'That's interesting' you think to yourself. So Brooke and Viv are beginning to see you as someone sexually attractive. You couldn't help but immediately start fantasizing about possibly adding them to the growing list of women you're now romantically linked with too, but before you could even begin to contemplate if that's something you truly want to pursue, you're reminded that before you add any more members to your growing relationship, maybe make sure all the current girls in it are getting along.

Said reminder comes to you in the form of Stella screaming from your bedroom, immediately followed by two other screams from Cassie and Tanya.

Looks like the girls are awake.

CHAPTER 57.1

What happens next?

Noise Complaint

You rush to your bedroom to find Stella in a state of complete shock, trying to cover herself up with her hands, while Cassie and Tanya both look very groggy, very irritated, and also very confused as to what was happening.

"What happened?" was the only thing you could ask the three women in your bed, even though you can assume what caused Stella to scream.

"When the fuck did this happen? Why are Tanya and Cassie here in their underwear?" Stella asks in a state of panic and confusion.

Both Cassie and Tanya grunt from what you can assume is irritation and headaches, and go back to lie their heads on the pillows to continue sleeping. Stella looks at you for an explanation and you're about to recount to her what Viv told you, but you hear the doorbell ring. Oh God, please don't be the police again.

"Just get dressed, baby. I'll explain what I know after I deal with this." you advise your daughter before making your way towards your apartment door. You open the door, and of course it's not the police because that would be unrealistically fast for them; instead it's Viv, who was clearly drying off from a shower, with her hair still wrapped in a towel and only wearing a bathrobe.

"I heard screaming, and not the good kind. What happened?" Viv asks you through the door. You invite her to come in as she's not exactly dressed in acceptable hallway attire. Once she's inside, you're about to close the door but you hear someone shout from the hallway.

"Young man! This is the second time this week! I want to have a word with you!" Mrs. O'Brien, the resident geriatric gossipmonger has come to make a complaint. You tilt your head out the door and give her a friendly greeting.

"Hey Mrs. O'Brien! I'm sorry for the noise again. Stella thought she saw a rat, but everything's fine. Apparently it was just a sock." You try to fib your way out, but Mrs. O'Brien is having none of it.

"That is not an acceptable excuse, young man! I'll have to take this up with the Board if this inconsiderate behavior continues." She warns you.

"I understand Mrs. O'Brien. However, you and I both know that for you to bring a formal noise complaint to the Board, of which your husband and I are both members, the noise must be recurring constantly or have violated the three strike rule, and both complainant and complainee have tried to mediate. As neither of those things are true for the current situation, we both know all you can do is give a warning. I am accepting said warning, and must ask if you have any more concerns? If not, thank you for your time." You answer her in one breath and in the most legalistic way possible, showing that you're not intimidated by her threat at all, but also as the most polite way you can say that she can 'fuck off' now.

She's looking at you with obvious distaste, but she knows you're right. She was about to walk away and leave you alone, but something just had to happen. Stella screams in shock again before shouting "Who the fuck are you!?", you hear from behind you.

You can't help but look at what's going on, and you see Stella still naked and only covering herself up with her hands, meeting Viv for the first time. Viv takes off the towel from her hair and hands it to Stella so she can cover herself. Stella, although surprised by Viv's casualness, still takes the towel and wraps it around herself. You couldn't help but notice Viv mouthing the word 'Damn' as she got a glimpse of your daughter's naked body.

"You didn't answer my question, who the hell are you?" Stella asks Viv.

Viv, not wanting to escalate Stella's confusion any further, says in a calm voice, "Hi. I'm Vivian, but call me Viv. You're Stella, right? I'll explain everything. Don't worry. I cooked breakfast. Join me, would you?"

Before Stella can fully calm down and join Viv to get breakfast, she gets startled by another surprise guest who stayed overnight. Stella's bedroom door opens and out comes a clearly hungover blonde, massaging her forehead.

"Brooke!? What were you doing in my room? Can someone explain to me what the fuck is going on... and why the hell you're wearing my clothes!?" Stella asks loudly again.

"Ow~ please don't yell Stella. I have a headache as it is." Brooke replies.

"Sorry. I just feel like I'm living a fever dream, or I time traveled or something." Stella replies.

"You and I both. Last thing I remember was dancing at the club." Brooke replies in a groaning voice.

"Oh~ do I have a story for both of you." Viv says with an ominous laugh. "Come on, let's get you girls some food." Viv grabs both their arms and directs them to the kitchen. Both girls don't resist as Viv drags them to the dining table. You were about to follow them but Mrs. O'Brien grabs your attention once more.

"I'm calling that strike three. Should we schedule for mediation or should we just do it now?"

CHAPTER 58.1

What happens next?

Goodbyes and Good Mornings

"Can we not do this right now Mrs. O'Brien?" you ask your elderly neighbor to cut you some slack.

"We'll schedule it then. How about tomorrow? You would be free tomorrow, correct? You don't work like your wife does, right?" she asks you, with an amused evil smile that you can only compare to that old hag the Evil Queen disguised herself into from Snow White.

You know she intentionally wants to get a rise out of you too, as she's very well aware that you and Diane have been divorced for months now, and that you're an author by profession, so that's why you stay home most of the time and not because you're unemployed. You were about to take the bait and verbally admonish your elderly neighbor before your savior decided to step in.

"What's this about now, Mary? Are you bothering the neighbors again?" you hear Mr. O'Brien ask as he makes his way from down the hall.

"It's this young man that's been bothering us Richard! Making all this noise in the morning!" Mrs. O'Brien complains to her husband who was still slowly making his way to you.

"You're the only loud mouth I'm hearing right now, Mary. Go back to the kitchen and make me a sandwich." Mr. O'Brien jokingly teases his wife.

"Oh no you don't mister! I didn't fight for women's rights in the 70s for you to send me to a fucking kitchen." Mrs. O'Brien shouts to her husband, and she is completely ignoring you now.

"You didn't join orgies back at Woodstock to become a prude either. Leave the boy alone." Mr. O'Brien overshares, and the look of scandal on Mrs. O'Brien's face is priceless.

"What the fuck, Richard?" she angrily shouts at her husband. You couldn't help but release an actual chortle upon seeing this dramedy play out before you. Mrs. O'Brien looks back at you, then back at her husband, and just says "Men. Fucking savages the lot of you." under her breath before walking away from your door.

Ironically, that's when Mr. O'Brien arrives in front of you. "Forgive her, she's bored out of her mind. Comes with age. Hopefully, you'll never have to understand someday." Mr. O'Brien apologizes on behalf of his wife.

"I should've left you when I had the chance!" you hear Mrs. O'Brien shout from down the hall.

"You could still leave! Don't let me stop you!" Mr. O'Brien shouts back. "I love that woman, but she's a pain in the ass." Mr. O'Brien tells you. You wanted to nod your head to agree, but you control yourself as you don't want to possibly offend Mr. O'Brien that you think his wife is an actual pain in the ass; because you think he should be the only one allowed to say it.

"Anyway, do me a favor and maybe keep it down from now on, eh? I can only bring up Woodstock so many times before she stops caring who knows about it." Mr. O'Brien tells you, and this time you nod that you understand. You shake the hand he offers you and your elderly neighbor walks away, allowing you to finally close the door, and go deal with the situation in your apartment.

You see Stella, Viv, and Brooke at the dining table having breakfast; so you decide you'll have to prematurely wake up the other two girls in your bedroom so that they can all share breakfast together.

You enter your bedroom and try to wake Cassie and Tanya up, but they're both unresponsive with just your voice. You get closer and touch Cassie by her shoulder and shake her gently to wake her, and she moans.

"Can you put that over my head?" she asks you in a groan, and you do as she asks and place your hand on top of her head. She immediately moans and it puts a smile on her face. "Who needs ibuprofen when we have magic?" Cassie moans out. "Good morning, Jay." She greets you.

"Good morning, Cassie. Viv made breakfast that's good for hangovers. Can you get up?" you ask her. Cassie sits up from the bed and immediately groans in pain once your hand was removed from her head.

"Okay. Ibuprofen has its uses. Ow." she says as she rubs her temple. Her hair's a bit of a mess but you have to admit she's really cute like this.

"I promise I'll get you some, but you'll have to eat first." you bribe her. She nods and slowly and groggily gets up from the bed.

You do the same to Tanya and immediately place your hand on her forehead. Tanya moans as well and you wake her up by saying her name repeatedly in a soothing voice. She still has her eyes closed, but she has a happy smile on her lips.

"Good morning papi. God, I can get used to this." She says, full of content in her voice. She opens her eyes to stare at you and she caresses your cheek. She sits up, making you remove your hand from her forehead, and she immediately goes back to hating life.